madness

what happens when one loses grip on reality

'reality' as if there is such a thing

whats real, or not

when i plunge that knife into your chest, this is now our reality

blissful ignorance

releasing my inner evil

i have let go

i feel the difference

madness

i look in your eyes ,i chuckle in your horror

i grip the handle of knife tight

no hesitation as it goes in your chest

slight struggle but u surrender to death

mouth,gagged rendered screaming useless

i enjoy your pain

suffering

my reflection fixed on your now glazed over eyes

my face last u see as u go to thereafter

i take such joy

in taking your life

madness......sweet  sweet madness

                  dead

i have completed my desent

what happens when you lose control

nothing matters

life death means nothing

i look down at my prey

life/soul has escaped

blood.....everywhere

i revel in this, my MURDER

i have took a life, your life

utter indifference

ah, ignorance truly is bliss

i pick up my knife

i continue my descent 

madness................

sweet madness